Villager of Daming

Chapter 19 A private visit to the county magistrate by Weibo (please vote for the first one with more votes)
The tofu banquet is a real tofu banquet, and every dish is made of soy products.

Water tofu and cabbage balls, homemade tofu, shredded fried tofu mixed with mung bean sprouts, stuffed tofu with lean meat, fried tofu with leeks, dried tofu mixed with shredded green onions, stewed tofu with small river fish, braised tofu in sauce...

Feng Guihe and the two people he brought were dumbfounded, eating tofu, is it so vicious?

There are more than 20 dishes, all of which are tofu, including soup.

How much time do people have to think about making so many tofu dishes?Is it intentional?
Looking at Feng Gui's eager eyes, the chief did not explain, but poured wine.

Today's tofu banquet is made under the guidance of Hanhan, and it's time to plant beans.

The beans I bought before had rabbit mouths and two petals, which cannot be planted.

So I took it out to grind tofu. At the beginning, there were still bean curds and bean curd sticks that hadn’t dried well!

If you come to eat in two days, it will not be these dishes.

Our family's Hanhan said that it can produce hundreds of kinds of tofu dishes, our family's Hanhan... Where is Hanhan?

When the chief was thinking about it, he turned his head to look around, stood up and looked, there was nothing.

It's time to eat, why is Hanhan gone?God!

"Where's Hanhan? Who saw Hanhan?"

The head of the village is in a hurry, why didn't the village guards come over to eat at my main table?
"Catch two pheasants, wrap them in mud and bake them by the river!" Someone knew.

"There is also a domestic chicken." Another added.

"What's wrong with the chicken? Let him eat if he wants to," someone stared.

"I meant that there were chickens, but I didn't say anything else." The previous person was aggrieved.

"I'll take a look." The Li Chang couldn't eat anymore.

He walked towards the river, and when he got there, he heard a voice.

"Feed a little more wine, it's almost done, remember how much, and feed it to other hens that have already brooded.

Get them drunk so that it's convenient to stuff the chicks under their bellies.

Then they take the chicks to eat and protect the chicks.

If they attack a chick, get the chick out quickly.

It is generally diluted with their feces, that is, poured into water, and sprayed on the chicks.

Another most important thing is to ensure sufficient food.

If you want a hen to take care of her chicks, it is best to put some insects, that is, bugs on the ground.

In this way, even if some hens know that the children they bring are not their own and there is too much food, they are willing to guide them. "

This is Zhu Wentian talking, he can't use simple words to teach his friends.

He only stewed two pheasants, and he poured wine on the domestic chicken, depending on the condition.

The chief shook his head, smiled and turned back.

……

The rape blossoms are blooming, and everything is normal, which means that rape and ramie can be planted after the rice is harvested. The only requirement is tillage.

A few days later, a large group of people came, all wearing official uniforms.

The county magistrate, master book, and county magistrate of Xuancheng County brought the team over.

There are people in Xihe Village who have a lot of things to report and report.It is said that the soil has a lot of power, but it is useless to cultivate it like this.

When they knew that there was a local village that could do this, the officials were moved.

Heartbeat is not as good as action, and you will know whether you are fooled by experiencing it yourself.

Xiaqiu Village has planted all the seeds that should be planted, and is currently opening up wasteland.

The villagers are not afraid of being busy, but they are afraid of being busy in vain.

When officials go to a place, they first conduct unannounced visits to avoid being deceived.

They changed their clothes and came to the edge of the field as if they were playing.

Look at the ridges that divide the land into pieces. It is confirmed that it was a paddy field before, and the ridges are high to gather water.

The rapeseed in the field is growing vigorously, and the ramie sandwiched in it is also good.

By the edge of the field were two old men, sitting on a stool and rubbing rope with hemp.

It's not surprising that the old men see people coming, people always come to see, what's there to see in a rapeseed?

The difference between the people who came this time and others was that they rode horses, and the horses were left in the distance to be guarded by people, and they avoided going into the fields to eat.

Zhixian squatted in front of the rapeseed, watched carefully, touched the leaves with his hands, and then moved a little to the side to see the numbness.

The chief secretary and the county magistrate followed suit, and they looked at each other, both of them thought that the rapeseed and ramie were growing well, and they would not delay each other.

The county magistrate stood up, looked into the distance, and clenched his fists: "Xiaqiu Village has harvested rapeseed and hemp this year, and life will be easier!"

He turned around and came to the two old men who were rubbing the hemp rope, looked at the oldest one and asked one of them, "Old man, are you from Xiaqiu Village?"

The old man looked up at him: "Could it be that another village came to help Xiaqiu Village guard the land and twist the rope?"

"How do you talk, old man?" the yamen servant who followed him scolded.

"Hugh is so rude." The county magistrate didn't wait for the old man to respond, he first talked about his own people, and then turned his head with a smile: "Old man, I don't know who taught me to grow rapeseed after finishing rice?"

"The people in the village... found that after harvesting the rice, they still have strength, and they are still idle, so they should just plant something else."

The old man said with a look in his eyes that I didn't lie to you, with a sincere look.

One hundred county magistrates didn't believe it, but they still couldn't criticize it, so they could only continue to laugh: "I think life is not good, I have no choice but to grow more, and the village has enough food?"

"There is food, you can eat enough." The old man looked a little arrogant when he said this.

"Oh! Old man, I'll be on my way from a long distance, and it's noon. I brought my own food. Can I ask for a bowl of water?"

The county magistrate wanted to go into the village to take a closer look, but he brought the water horse with him, so he wanted to know what to eat in the village.

The old man raised his eyes and looked up at the sky: "Let's go, third child, go back. Come together! Look at the dusty people, and feed the horses, no money."

A group of people walked to the village, and they really wanted to eat.

Some villagers ran to the mountain temple to call for people, and they heard movement when they got there.

"Don't talk about the other's shortcomings, and rely on your own strengths. The messenger can be recovered, but the desire is hard to measure. According to what we said, explain every word..."

Zhu Wentian gave a lecture to his friends in the mountain temple, the thousand-character prose, the children had memorized the first six sentences and understood the meaning, and they were practicing writing.

"That's all for today, if you have any questions, ask me."

He saw someone coming and knew to go down to eat.

"Brother Hanhan!" The little girl reminded, winking her eyes.

"Oh! Hehe, hehehe..."

"Hey hey hey!" The friends cooperated.

"Hey hey!" The people who came over laughed, happy, the village guards are very capable.

Before Zhu Wentian arrived at the place to eat, the smell wafted along with the wind.

He sniffled: "Stewed chicken?"

A villager said beside him: "The head of the village took grain to other villages in the morning to exchange for chickens. The rice was not planted, so I dare not eat the grain hard, and the other villages are willing to exchange it."

"I only plant the land once a year, so it's hard to get enough to eat!"

Zhu Wentian understands that the yield per mu is small and there is a long idle period.

"Next year, they will learn from our village. Rapeseeds are pressed for oil, and there will be no food consumption if there is more oil and water." The villagers are very proud.

At this moment, the magistrate's party of nine people and two old men also smelled the smell, chicken.

"Old man, who killed the chicken? Oh! I don't want to eat it."

He inquired about it, and then hastened to explain.

"Don't be afraid to eat, just add a few pairs of chopsticks. Today the whole village eats chicken." The old man was very casual.

Zhixian and others are at a loss, the whole village eats chicken?Days are running out?
When I got to the place, I was even more dumbfounded when I saw it. Tables were placed outside one by one, with cauldrons on them, and the villagers helped to arrange things.

Some people put large clay pots on the table with both hands, and others brought rice bowls.

One table and one big pottery basin, is it really the whole village eating?
The pots and bowls look the same, but there are plates, but the chopsticks are made of bamboo, and the villagers presumably cut them themselves.

What's going on in this village?

(End of this chapter)